From the recording Family Portraits (Volume V)
A song about a much loved cousin of mine who is accident prone both physically and in matters of the heart.
Lyrics
Accident Prone
She heard a noise in her head
A voice
That said
“Life is not here, but elsewhere”
Because of things that she’d read
She left
She said
She had expected more of you
Down the stairs of the bus
You went a-tumbling
Tumbling down
Flat on your back
So you frightened us
With nothing worse than a scratch and a bump and bruised ego
Because you’re accident prone, maybe
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones but
You’re such a sensitive soul, baby
Words might hurt
But won’t leave you broken
“It ain’t me you, it’s you”
She said
“Your run of bad luck’s impeding my progress”
“Don’t you know that I have needs too?”
“A fur and a ring and new hairdo”
On the hard shoulder
Flipped your car
Over and over and over again and
Fell asleep at the wheel
But thankfully lost nothing worse than a spleen you don’t need
Because you’re accident prone, maybe
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones but
You’re such a sensitive soul, baby
Words might hurt
But won’t leave you broken
When they pulled you from the wreck
They found a thief had stolen in just before them
When they opened you up
They found a hole where your heart used to be
Because you’re accident prone, maybe
Sticks and stones
Might break your bones but
You’re such a sensitive soul, baby
Words might hurt
But won’t leave you broken
So you broke your heart
You broke your heart
You broke your heart in two